I read a short verse this morning that flipped my mind back to our days in Montréal and how many times we rode the métro across the city. My nostalgic journey has inspired me to write the following verses as a tribute:
Montreal métro
a swift whistle to the chaos
of Berri-UCAM
middle subway car
the first one on wakes up
at the end of the line
fruitful trip
to the Jean-Talon Market
squashed on the ride home
Montréal métro
all trains stop — riders whisper
another sad exit?
Montréal métro
“merci d’avoir voyagé”
lingering ear worm
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